Liu He froze, and in disbelief, asked her son again, "Son, what do you mean?"
"Mom, it's so late, you should go to sleep. We usually wash up around this time, and we do it very quietly so it won't disturb you."
There's no such thing as intentional or unintentional; Mom always thinks so badly of people.
He planned to fix the organ for Xiaoting after she finished showering, as a little surprise for his daughter. Maybe that would improve his mood, otherwise he would be very anxious these days. He didn't plan to stay outside any longer and went straight back inside to close the door.
Ma Mingyue was wearing a thin nightgown, which her mother had specially altered to make her waist look slimmer and her breasts look higher. Before coming out, she had also applied a lot of face cream to her face. After finally finishing up, she wanted to come out, but all she could see was her cousin's back.
"...Auntie"
She tucked her hair behind her ears, smoothed it with her hands, and even deliberately chose what she thought was the best angle, but it was all for naught. Ma Mingyue's smile was a little stiff.
"Once you have a wife, you forget your mother. My silly son is completely under her thumb. He's always been like this, always confused."
Liu He was so busy complaining about her son that she didn't see that Ma Mingyue had made so many preparations, only to have her flirtatious glances given to a pig. Now she looked embarrassed and annoyed.
Never mind, ever since my cousin was about to get off work, I've been busy in the house like a spinning top, making several dishes. I've been sweating profusely in this sweltering heat, all to show off my domestic skills in front of my cousin, hoping to be a better match for his wife.
My cousin didn't even look at it, seemingly taking his job for granted. After dinner, he just declined, and I thought he would feel sorry for her delicate hands and wash the dishes, but he just nodded and said, "Then you wash them."
She was so angry that she almost ground her teeth to powder. How could there be such an insensitive person?
But it's okay, she's not one to back down so easily. After taking a shower, she went back to her room, first changing into her light pajamas, then vigorously applying face cream, and even trying to draw her eyebrows. All that preparation was just for show.
Ma Mingyue wanted to ask her aunt to call her cousin out, no matter what the reason, she had to see how she looked today.
Unfortunately, Liu He was too busy complaining about her son to open the door. Although she knocked, He Zhangcheng didn't come to open it. He had already found the problem with the organ and didn't have time for that. He just raised his voice.
"Mom, let's talk about it tomorrow. I'm going to sleep."
Liu He, unable to contain her anger, cursed again, "Pah, sleep my ass, you're so energetic."
Ma Mingyue's stiff face was about to crack. Before coming out, she had specially applied osmanthus-scented sesame oil to her hair. She didn't know if she had applied too much, but her hair felt sticky and stuck to her scalp, making it even more stuffy.
Xiaoting doesn't want to get out of the bath, but the conditions here are not good. When she lived with her grandparents, they had a Western-style bathtub, which greatly reduced the fun of playing in the water.
Ye Man saw what her daughter was thinking, reached out and gently pinched her nose, "We'll go to Grandma's house again later."
The two walked out while talking. As they pushed open the shower door, a faint fragrance wafted out, and Xiaoting immediately wrinkled her nose as soon as she stepped out.
"...What does it taste like?"
Ma Mingyue applied far too much osmanthus oil, making the smell rather pungent. Xiaoting, who has always disliked strong smells and is quite sensitive to them, stared at Ma Mingyue's face and exclaimed in surprise, "Huh?" before she could pinpoint the source of the smell.
"Did you pour lard on your face?"
Ma Mingyue's cheek twitched, "..."
"Will there be any oil left at home for cooking tomorrow? Why did you pour our lard on your face?"
Ye Man followed her daughter's gaze and almost laughed. Ma Mingyue looked like a shiny hard-boiled egg, her face and hair covered in oil.
"...What lard? This is facial oil I bought at the mall."
After saying that, she couldn't help but stomp her foot and go back to her room. Xiaoting covered her nose and ran over to open the door. She couldn't stand it anymore and had to go back quickly because it smelled too bad outside. Liu He was about to lecture them with her arms crossed, but before she could even open her mouth, the two of them had already quickly opened the door and gone in, and then locked it with a crisp sound.
"..."
Having just been turned away by her own son, and now being shoved at the door by her daughter-in-law and granddaughter, Liu He was furious and went straight to turn the door lock.
He Zhangcheng: "Mom, I have to go to work tomorrow. Let's talk about it tomorrow. You should go to bed early."
A lump formed in my throat, but my son's tone was nice, so I could only go back to my room with a dark expression.
Although the room Ye Man and the others lived in was the largest, it was still much smaller than their bedroom at home. He Zhangcheng's bedding was laid out in front of the bed, and you had to pass by his bedding to get in from the door. Xiaoting kicked off her shoes, stepped on his bedding, and was about to jump onto the bed when she turned her head and saw him sitting on the floor repairing the organ.
Xiaoting paused for a moment, but in the end she didn't jump onto the bed. Instead, she leaned against the bed and kept looking at He Zhangcheng's hand.
"What's wrong?"
Ye Man was wiping her hair with a handkerchief, which was still damp. Although the room was small, her bedding could have been placed elsewhere, but He Zhangcheng insisted on putting it in front of the bed, so she had to take off her shoes and pass by his place before getting into bed.
Like Xiaoting, she took off her shoes and stepped onto the bed. She saw her daughter awkwardly leaning against the edge of the bed, her eyes fixed on He Zhangcheng's arms. She looked over and saw that he was repairing the organ.
It's almost done. Now all we need to do is close the lid. The hardest part is done, but it's precisely this simplest part that He Zhangcheng has tried to close several times but just can't. The mother and daughter stand on his bedding, watching his hands together. Just thinking about it makes them nervous.
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